Autumn leaves from the treetops,
Flutter down to the ground,
When the wind blows his trumpet,
See them whirling around.
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la,
Tra, la, la, la, la, la,
When the wind blows his trumpet,
See them whirling around.
(Hands begin over head,
and gradually flutter to the floor.)
Autumn leaves when they're tired,
Settle down in a heap,
At the foot of the old tree,
Soon they'll all fall asleep.
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la,
Tra, la, la, la, la, la,
At the foot of the old tree,
Soon they'll all fall asleep.
(Children gently settle to floor,
and fall asleep.)
Nothin' yet.